The seasons come, the seasons go Nobody lasts forever, no We're bound to leave and get left behind I'd rather be the one who leaves And not the one who's left to grieve The one who's left to lose his mind And so I write this letter to the Maker, the greatest mystery To Creator, the cause of everything To the God in outer space Feel my pain and show your face, oh Lord I don't know Wise men say you hear my call Turn this brokenness 'to something beautiful ♪ The seconds pass, the clock moves slow Wise men say it takes time to grow Well all I need is someone by my side And no one wants be deceived Lose faith in something they believe Deep inside, deep inside I write this letter to the Maker, there's much I have to say To Creator, who gives and takes away To the God in outer space Feel my pain and show your face, oh Lord I don't know Wise men say you hear my call Turn this brokenness 'to something beautiful ♪ I write this letter to the Maker, who died upon that tree To Creator, who gave it all for me Who's tasted death for me For me To the God who took my place How I long to see your face, Lord I want to know To the God who hears my call Turn this brokenness 'to something beautiful To the God who took my place How I long to see your face, Lord I want to know To the God who hears my call Turn my brokenness 'to something beautiful